"Waaaaah!" Arietta whined, now in the clinic... again. During her training session with Sync, her wounds had reopened. "Sync, why did you have to be so hard on me!" she whined to the green haired boy, who had carried her to the clinic. Sync was speechless. Why did he go hard on her? "Hmph! Well if you weren't so weak, you could have guarded against my attacks better!" he shouted back to the pink haired girl. Arietta's eyes widened and she looked down, as if about to cry. Seeing this Sync turned around. Damnit! Gah I was so mean to her! Why did I do that! He shouted to himself mentally.

Sync turned around, looking to Arietta. "W-well, get better!" he yelled, then stormed out. His path was set to his room, and he stormed there the whole way there. Once he got to his room, he slammed the door shut, threw off his mask and sat on the window seal, staring out of the window. Why can't I be nicer to her? She's way to nice... and cute... wait! What am I thinking? No she's weak and she needs to get better if she wants to stand a chance against Luke's party she thought to himself. After racking his brain for a while, a loud bang could be heard on his door. "What is it now?" he shouted out bitterly.

The door swung open, and a tall, dark looking man could be seen. "Sync, I've come to breif you on your next task" the man's voice boomed. Sync scratched his head. "Yeah yeah, just tell me what I need to do Largo" Sync snapped at the man. Largo just looked at him, then shook his head. "The Commendant wants you to put a Fon Slot Curse on one of Luke's friends... he prefers someone closer to him, who at the same time is strong. He mention that Guy Cecil would be a good target" Largo explained. Sync simply waved his hand. "Yeah yeah got it. Where are they?" "Chesedonia" "Got it"

Largo turned to leave and stopped at the door. "You should really try to be nicer to Arietta. And apologize to her later" he said before leaving. Sync turned to retaliate, but the door slammed shut. "Hmph, what does he know!" Sync said bitterly as he grabbed his mask and left.

Arietta was now out of the clinic, wandering around. It had been a few days since Sync yelled at her, and his words kept ringing through her head. If you weren't so weak! Arietta's fists clentched as she thought about it. "I'll show him!" she shouted. Suddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned around instantly. "Don't touch me!" she yelled, then went silent when she noticed Sync standing there. Not only that, he wasn't wearing his mask. Sync looked to the side, his face was red. "L-look I... I just came here t-too" he started.

Arietta stared at the boy. She was curious as to why his face was red. She opened her mouth to say something, but before she could get words out, Sync interuppted. "I'm sorry ok! I didn't mean to be mean to you ok? Not get out of my head!" he shouted at her, then stormed off. Arietta's cheeks turned a light pink. Get out of his head? Was he thinking about her? Arietta was curious about his words, but she stood where she was.